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anonymous asked:

I agree. This role here has huge potential for him. He's always been a lead actor in most of his previous films, but this is the one as an adult. It's so imp that it's a dramatic, literary adaptation and not a frivolous big studio film esp if he's to be taken as a serious actor.

And if they did as well of a job adapting the book into the screenplay as I’m hoping they did, then Josh is playing a well-developed, fleshed out character with a great opportunity to showcase some top-notch acting!

A lot of eyes will be watching how this all plays out for sure.

Lip Balm

Title: Lip Balm

Summary: Dan and Phil leave the next Danisnotonfire video up to the fans and they vote for the lip balm challenge. 

Relationship: Phan

Characters / Pairing: Dan Howell, Phil Lester

Word Count: 2,139

Warnings: M/M, some serious swearing (I mean, come on guys… It’s Dan we’re talking about here), some bants (meaning banter - lmao it just looks some weird ship name for pants), we got a little bit o’ making out (dayyuuuum but I guess you can kind of assume from the summary??), FLUFFFFFFFF, humour (well idk it depends on if you think it’s funny - personally i think i’m fukin hilarious but idk that’s probs just me), friendstolovers yo

AU where Dan and Phil aren’t married.

Or the one where Dan gets distracted by kissing Phil and forgets to guess the flavour. #friendstolovers

**

There’s a long pause before Dan finally breaks the silence.

“This is actually happening.”

The camera is on a tripod and rolling, the lights are focused on their faces, and there’s a bag beside each of their feet.

This is actually happening.

They’re sitting on Dan’s bed next to each other and Dan can’t help but feel extremely nervous.

“Hello internet! So last week, we had just returned from New York and couldn’t think of any video ideas. Instead of making an incredibly generic overdone video, we turned to you guys!” Dan explains enthusiastically.

Phil is just nodding along and glancing at Dan every now and then, adding another layer of extra pressure.

“We asked you all to come up with an idea for my next Danisnotonfire video, and the percentage was overwhelmingly outweighed by one specific idea. You’ll never guess what it was…” He trails off, giving the camera an extremely annoyed expression. “A generic, overdone video.”

Phil chuckles from next to him, causing the corner of Dan’s mouth to twitch but he stills it mentally and keeps talking. “We asked you guys for an idea to avoid a generic video, and you guys voted for a generic video.”

“You might want to tell them what we’re doing, Dan.” Phil reminds him patiently, a hint of laughter still in his voice.

Dan shoots Phil a look and retorts, “Calm your titballs there, Lester! I’m getting to it.”

Phil shakes his head and Dan ignores this.

“Today - because an overwhelming 76% of you asked for it - Phil and I will be doing…”

His flatmate drums on the post of Dan’s bed.

“The lip balm challenge!” Dan announces as Phil ends his reckless drumroll.

“I think I’ve seen this before,” Phil comments, looking curiously over at Dan. “Isn’t this for couples?”

“It is indeed,” Dan agrees with a sigh. “Basically, how this will work is person A will put on a blindfold, then person B puts on a chosen flavour of lip balm and locks lips with person A. Person A will have to guess which flavour it is that person B has on.”

“Dan and I went to the dollar store because Dan’s cheap and-”

“I am not cheap!”

“-We bought five different flavours of lip balm.” Phil explains, ignoring Dan’s interjection.

Dan huffs and goes to pull the lip balms out of one of the bags at their feet. “But - of course - we couldn’t go to a bath & body store without Phil buying
a thousand bath bombs and facial moisturizers.”

Phil crosses his arms indignantly. “That’s not true! Besides, you like them too.”

Dan smirks as he holds up the lip balms and prepares to name the flavors for the camera. “Touché.”

He holds the lip balms up higher so they are definitely in the shot. “These are the five flavours we chose.”

He hands two to Phil and takes three for himself. “Here I have Rosemary Eucalyptus, Tangerine Lime, and Cocoa.”

Phil checks his lip balms too. “I have Grapefruit Clove and Cinnamon Mint.”

“So - with that in mind - I guess we will begin. Are you ready Phil?”

“I’m ready!”

“Then let’s get started.” Dan turns and grabs the familiar red blindfold from the bag at his feet and looks at Phil. “Who wants to go first?”

“I want to go last,” Phil says quickly. “I want to know what each one tastes like on my lips before I go.”

Dan sighs and his heart starts to pick up pace. “I guess I’ll go first then.”

He hands the blindfold to Phil and turns so that Phil can tie it around his head.

As soon as it covers his eyes, Dan gets a lurch of panic that sparks through his body.

No matter what, there’s no going back now.

He can no longer see anything coming so he has no time to prepare.Taking a deep breath, Dan sticks his palm out with the lip balms he has in Phil’s general direction until he feels their weight relieved from his hand.

Folding his hands in his lap (because what the fuck else is he supposed to do with them), Dan feels his other senses kick into hypersensitive mode.

He’s aware of Phil’s presence, of the racing of his heart beat, of the the blood pumping through his body, he can taste the saliva in his mouth, he can smell the lack of fresh air caused by not opening a window in a while.

Everything is beginning to overwhelm Dan from all of the information his senses are sending his brain.

“Do I just show which one I chose to the camera?” Phil asks suddenly, startling Dan by his spontaneity.

“Er, yeah sure. I’ll edit in a count of how many points we have after we finish filming.” He adds.

Phil goes quiet again and Dan just assumes that he’s showing the camera his choice of lip balm and putting it on.

“Alrighty Daniel, pucker up!” Phil exclaims cheerily.

Dan’s heart trips over itself at the childish words.

He can literally feel the space between them getting smaller and smaller.

His last fleeting thought is, ’fuckity fuckity fuck’.

Then a pair of soft, warm lips wrap around his top one and his brain goes white.

He is too shocked to react, but Phil’s lips move at a perfectly paced tempo, slowly coaxing Dan’s body into reacting.

Woah.

Dan’s lips twitch against Phil’s and suddenly they’re moving in sync, harmonizing in the beautiful symphony Phil has started.

And fuck this is so good.

Somehow, his hand finds its way to his best friend’s cheek and Dan stabilizes the kiss, relishing the taste and feel of Phil’s lips on his own.

They’re so soft and delicate and Dan’s almost afraid Phil’s bottom lip will just slip right out from between his own, but it doesn’t.

The next thing he knows, Phil’s pulling away and Dan makes what has to be the most mortifying noise of disappointment he’s ever made in his life.

His cheeks flush crimson and there’s just no point in hiding it now.

“What’s your guess?”

“Huh?”

“What flavour do you think it was?” Phil repeats.

Oh.

Oh.

Dan was supposed to be guessing what flavor of lip balm Phil was wearing.

But he was too caught up in actually kissing Phil than guessing what flavour the bloody ChapStick was.

“I didn’t really get that great of a taste.” Dan admits awkwardly. “Could I get another go?”

Phil laughs and Dan’s ears perk at the sound.

He opens his mouth to speak again when he’s cut off by Phil’s lips connecting with his own.

And he’s sucked right back into Phil’s addictive lip-lock.

Focus Dan! You want to win this thing, don’t you?

Forcing himself to stop twirling in the high that is Phil’s kiss, Dan tries to focus on tactics to get a better taste of the lip balm.

Lick it off.

His stomach flutters at the thought, but it does make logical sense.

Here goes nothing.

Dan slowly lets his tongue venture out and glide innocently along Phil’s lower lip.

And the whine that Phil makes is so fucking hot.

Swallowing a groan, Dan gently sucks Phil’s bottom lip into his mouth, licking it with long, precise strokes.

He definitely recognizes that flavour.

A small moan - so small Dan almost can’t hear it - is released from Phil as Dan sucks skillfully on his lower lip and Dan literally has to pull himself away so he doesn’t jump Phil then and there.

Their lips disconnect with a soft popping sound and Dan resists the powerful urge to lean back in.

That can wait for another time.

Instead he clears his throat and says, “That was definitely eucalyptus. Whatever that eucalyptus flavour was, it was that one.”

“Rosemary Eucalyptus?” Phil muses.

“Yeah sure, whatever.” Dan waves it off.

He holds his breath as Phil is silent for a moment.

“I… I think you’re right…?”

“I’m right. I know eucalyptus when I taste it.” Dan says confidently.

“Should I move onto the next one?”

“Mhmm.”

“Alright. How many am I doing again?”

“Three.”

“Right. Well, I’ll tell you when I’m done, okay?”

“Fine by me.”

And Dan’s forced to wait again.

He can’t help but wonder why he’s always refrained from kissing Phil.

He knew deep down he was scared. Not because of sexuality or fans or anything like that, but scared of losing Phil.

Before Phil is anything, he is Dan’s best friend and Dan would cry himself to sleep every night if Phil left him.

It’s sad, but it’s the truth.

“Phil, I- mmfph.” Dan begins to express these thoughts to him when he’s - again - cut off by Phil’s lips and he nearly passes out.

How does this get better every single time they do it?

He goes for the tongue quicker this time, opening his lips against Phil’s and gently tugging his lower lip into his mouth, the slow suction releasing a strong flavour of cinnamon.

Dan immediately pulls away and gags, coughing as he turns to face away from Phil.

“Are you alright, Dan?” Phil asks worriedly.

Dan doesn’t respond, instead attempting to swallow away the overwhelming flavour.

Once he can speak again, he chokes out the word, “Cinnamon.”

Phil gives him the point.

Eventually - by the time they’re switching - Dan’s blindfold is untied and he flinches at the bright lighting, giving his eyes a moment to adjust.

Phil offers him the blindfold and Dan smiles and takes his, tying it gently around Phil’s head and securing the knot.

“Fifty shades,” he says in a false husky tone as he finishes.

Phil barks out a laugh and Dan chuckles as well, mentally going through his lip balm options.

Which will Phil not guess?

He settles with Cocoa and holds it up to the camera to show the viewers. He is then uncapping the lid and putting it onto his lips until they’re slick and flavourful.

Dan turns to look at Phil and warn him of his advance, but his eyes soften when he sees the sight presented to him.

Phil is sitting in front of him with his knees pulled up underneath him in a cross-cross position and a cute smile spread across his lips.

For this reason, Dan has no trouble crawling forward on hands and knees and connecting their lips softly.

Phil squeaks in surprise and Dan chuckles breathily through his nose.

After a few seconds, Phil gets more adventurous and rolls Dan’s bottom lip between his teeth to get the flavour off of it.

Dan moans.

He literally moans.

Like… Sexually.

And his cheeks flush with embarrassment, but Phil doesn’t seem bothered by this at all, instead continuing the action with more confidence, leaving Dan in a wrecked state when he pulls away to answer.

“That’s chocolate,” Phil announces, wiping his lips on the back of his hand.

Dan pouts. “You weren’t supposed to get that.”

“I thought it was cinnamon at first, actually. Then I realized it was richer and I knew it was chocolate.”

Dan nods, tasting some off of his lips. “Alright Phil, I’m about to choose the next one so I need you to be quiet, which I know is quite challenging for you.”

Phil sticks his tongue out at Dan and the brunet laughs.

Holding up the Grapefruit Clove flavour, he makes sure that it’s focused and visible.

He applies it to his lips and crawls forward to press them to Phil’s.

Phil - clearly not expecting this - turns his head and they bump noses.

Fuck!” Dan exclaims, clutching it as he retreats.

Phil cringes and grabs at his own too. “Ouch! You could’ve warned me, Dan.”

“I wasn’t expecting you to turn your head, you acorn!” Dan retorts, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Phil sighs and Dan softens a bit.

“… I’m sorry,” he says quietly.

A small smile finds it’s way onto Phil’s lips and Dan’s heart stutters.

“It’s alright, Dan. I should’ve waited for your cue to move anyway.” Phil consoles, reaching out for Dan’s shoulder blindly.

Dan snickers and moves so that it does.

“I’m going to go for it now, if you’re cool with that?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

And Dan leans forward, colliding heaven and Earth once again as their lips meet.

He melts into the kiss and they slowly begin to morph into more lip-sucking (purely for the tasting aspect of course…) and lip-rolling.

Dan even gives into the urge to lean back in and peck Phil’s lips a last time before pulling away.

They play this game again after the video is finished, as well.

They claim it’s to taste all of the flavours, but they both know very well that this is a load of massive horseshit.

Fuck cherry lip balm, Dan’s new favourite flavour is Phil.

**

I know this will disappoint everybody, but well

Despite the fact that my favourite historical period ever was a war, I’m really not interested in technical details or strategies. And by this I really mean AT ALL. Call this “urghh, you let gender roles being imposed on you, your bad knowledge of warfare during that period will disable you from ever being a serious historian, hurr durr”, but, oh, I’ve always liked biographical stuff more than dry technical details.

And I know that there’s a huge community here obsessed with weaponry, tanks and stuff, I hope I hadn’t offended you in any way.

anonymous asked:

Hiii! I just finished Mass Effect 2 & 3 for the first time (I skipped 1 >.>). I was wondering, what is so special about the Shepard and Kaidan romance? I mean no offense. I would just like to get some insight and see why it's so dear. :)

No problem nonny :)

      I think the Shepard/Kaidan romance probably means different things to different people. I’m not always the most articulate explainer, but I’ll do my best to tell you why I love it so much. (I’ve personally never played male shep/kaidan so I’m speaking mostly for femshep/kaidan shippers) Other Shenko shippers please feel free to chime in here!

     Kaidan is just a special character to me. He breaks so many stereotypes about “macho men in space.” He’s sensitive, cautious, and kinda serious, but he still has a sneaky sense of humor. He doesn’t let his painful past and current issues get in the way of his life. He cares deeply about people and their situations, and he’s so careful in the way he does things.

     It’s clear from the beginning that he cares about Shepard even if she never returns his advances. He’s kind and respectful of boundaries but expresses hope that they can have something in the future (after the mission is over and stuff). The romance in ME1 has just the right amount of slow burning “I really want to be with you but we have to be professional but omg I really want to be with you” bubbling under the surface.

     Then of course you’ve got the little tropey “almost kiss” near the end of the game that has me and many others fangirling because let’s admit it, we live for that kind of thing. He looks at Shepard with such adoration when they do kiss and spend the night together, and the things he says (I won’t spoil them) just have my little fangirl heart fluttering.

     THEN you have ME2 where he’s barely there except for one heartbreaking scene. It’s not shown but I just imagine the agony he went through after Shepard died and trying to put his life back together and then he finally thinks he’s going to be ok, and then BAM. She’s there in front of him again. A lot of people dislike their brief reunion scene, and with good reason (especially the limited options that Shepard is able to say to him). But I think it adds pain and poignancy to their relationship that he’s so upset with her. Then you have Shepard with the potential of not knowing if she’ll ever see him again and not knowing if she’s going to die with him still hating her (she thinks), so it’s very angsty.

      When they come back together in ME3 it’s so rocky and lots of dangerous things happen and you wonder if Kaidan is even going to live. And their reunion scene at the hospital, and their slow fragile buildup of trusting each other again, and finally their sweet little date where they can get back together… like dang. It’s so nice to have so many cute and sweet things going on while the galaxy is falling apart. The way that Kaidan supports Shepard and tries to tell her he believes in her and that things are going to be ok because she’s done her best is amazing.Then their goodbye at the end of the game too, it’s so heartwrenching.

      So idk, I think I could have explained that in a much more poignant/eloquent way (like I really didn’t do it justice because their relationship means sooooooo much to me), but I did my best. I think the best thing about the Kaidan/Shepard romance is what Kaidan says, how she makes him feel human. How there can be this wonderful love between two people when everything is going so wrong, especially in ME3. There’s so many heartwrenching moments but also so many cute and fluffy moments too. I wish I could say more and say it better, but there you have it.

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I Don’t Care How Complicated This Gets, I Still Want You.

Part IV

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No matter how much you told yourself you’d be strong, you weren't you were constantly crying, the tears would’t stop. You only did it because he was hurting you, physically and verbally, but never did you think it could all be this serious. When you arrived, they had you to wait in the waiting room, you spotting several of Neymar’s friends there, eyeballing you, with not a mean look.

“What are you doing here? Go home. And not to Ney’s, but to yours, cadela estúpida, I never liked you, where’s Bruna?” Gilmar said. 

You couldn't believe him, you guys were just hanging out YESTERDAY! But you didn’t let all the bullshit get to you. Alot of the other guys said mean things  too, but you just ignored them, didn't even look their way. 

“Hello, Ms. Y/N,” a doctor approached you, “I’m Dr. Iglesias, Neymar’s condition has gotten better, and he has become conscious, and because of tradition we do ask that the partner see’s them first. So, may I?

“Ye-” Jo cut you off.

“WHAT THE HELL DUDE? SHE DID THIS!” He screamed at the doctor, pointing your way.

“Sir, if you’re going to be childish and disrespectful, i’m going to have to ask you to leave. Now c’mon, miss.” The doctor directed you, you could hear the hate behind you.

When you walked in, Neymar was laying in the bed, eyes barely open he looked a mess. But he was my mess, you thought. 

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Neymar’s POV

When she walked in, I couldn't believe she was even here, why did they call her?

“Oh, so know you wanna show up.” I snapped.

“Shut up, you look terrible.” She laughed, I knew she wanted to lighten up the situation, but I wasn't having it. 

“I need you to go to my house and pack your shit, like now.” I spat.

“What? What do you mean?” She started to cry, and looked confused. But why?

“Oh, so you think you can just knock me unconscious and still just be my girl, huh? Well I don’t know what kind of men you've dated before, but nearly death in the hospital is not attractive.” I didn’t wanna make things right, I could feel in my heart that eventually I would want to, but i’m human, and i’m allowed to be mad.

“And not only that YOU LEFT ME FOR DEAD. You don’t do that to someone you love! I wouldn’t do that to my worst enemy. HOW COULD YOU?” I continued. She started to cry even more.

“You were hurting me, Neymar, I had to defend myself, i’m not the bad one here, this whole day has been bullshit because of you, NEYMAR, YOU, IT IS NOT ME.” She said back.

“We-” Just as I was about to say something back, Nurse Marín walked in.

Can I just first say she was gorgeous, but let her continue.

“So, we've talked to the Barca board and coaches and everything, we've even contacted the Brasil NT confed, and turns out that your condition is so bad, that you won’t be able to be out on the filed again until June 2016.”

“WHAT BUT THAT’S NOT POSSIBLE?” I started to cry, how was this possible? I didn’t understand.

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After the nurse gave Neymar the terrible news, he started to break down, not holding anything back, and then he turned to you.

“See what you do to me, Y/N. See where selfishness gets you?” Neymar said, the tears just getting worse. It even caused you to cry.

“I’m sor-” I tried to explain, barely even being able to open my mouth the tears were so bad.

“GET OUT, Y/N YOU’VE RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE! JUNE 2016? I CAN’T FUCKING STAND YOU, I DON’T EVER WANNA SEE YOU A FUCKING GAIN. GET YOUR SHIT OUT OF MY HOUSE BEFORE I GET THERE, I CAN’T STAND YOU STUPID UNGRATEFUL BITCH.”

“So, you’re just giving up on us?” You cried back.

“Maybe, Y/N, just maybe.” He said back, drying up the tears, heartless.

You didn’t even have the heart to fight back. You just simply left, went to his house, and did as he ordered. You stayed with your mother, until you two finally seen each other again in the club 6 weeks later. You were starting to get better. But then, it got worse when you seen him.

TO BE CONTINUED

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idk I just wanted to make things more interesting this time, as I said before, feedback? even if its bad or good, just would be nice?

give me the classic “listen bruh we’re high (or drunk) but your lips look sort of appealing rn so i’m gonna kiss you ok?? ok nice now we’re fucking && holy shit, that night was only supposed to be a one time thing but here we are again — wait, we’re just friends, y'know that right?? cool, cool, let’s do this && oh fuck, you’re making breakfast in your underwear and looking damn fucking beautiful, i think i’m in love with you even though we’ve only been doing this for a couple of months — but wait !! you’re seeing someone?? why didn’t you tell me?? i mean, idc bc we were nothing serious but ///: holy fuck i’m in love with you” plot pls

Alright. It’s time for a long and serious post. Do you see this tweet here? This tweet is one of the dumbest tweets, no scratch that, THE dumbest tweet that I’ve read so far this month.

Now let me explain why. This whole body positivity thing is for girls to post pictures of their body and for them to feel comfortable about it. This means showing as much skin as they want. Them in a bra and underwear, or them in, let’s say a croptop. ITS THEIR BODY. They feel comfortable posting the picture and that is the entire point of the Body Positivity hashtag. So this kid needs to shut up. They are not posting “slutty” photos. They are just posting pictures that show they feel comfortable with their body.

Now for the messed up part. This moron posts so many shirtless pictures of himself. Does he ever get criticized for it? Nope. He doesn’t. Yet he feels the need to post this stupid ass tweet about girls posting body positivity pictures.

However there’s an even more messed up part. So many young girls follow this moron and now they are going to feel that they can’t post pictures of their body that they’re confident with because they’re going to think its “slutty.”

That’s not right.

If you still support this moron, I don’t know what to say.

That’s all for my rant. Please reblog this. It’s important that people see this.

announcement;;

//Okay, people. Let’s get serious.

From tomorrow on I’ll be going to afterschool classes in the afternoon, from 4 to 5, and then my english academy classes, from 6 to 7. This means I’ll have a lot less time to be here, since I have to focus on my studies in order to have the smallest amount of subjects to retake in the summer. I’ll look for motivation that way and do my best. Is this a semi/pseudo hiatus, then? Why yes. I’ll try to get online on Fridays and weekends, though.

|I don’t do references that(Mostly because I suck at it.) But, here’s it is, the new design for Monster!Mario, I mean, Er… – Mutant!Mario, Koppa!Mar–

Anyway, let be serious here. Now, I know this new look for him seems… off, but I actually like this design more than old one. He looks more like he has this – mutant/koopa thing going on around. This is not full references of his body(Because I’m lazy, and I can’t draw the front and side view of characters right.) So, This is the best I can do for now really. Like I said before in my update post, that I will ignore any roleplays with the older design, and replace with new one, pretending that older one never existed(Somewhat.) 

And finally, I’m going to remove one headcanon.

  • I will remove the headcanon of Monster standing ‘on all fours’, because I didn’t like it when I first went back at it. Now, Both Mario and Monster always stands on two.  

Thank you for reading this!|

anonymous asked:

I'm glad that you'll be writing a Gruvia reunion where Juvia will be mad and there'll be some angst (saw it on one of your asks down below ^_^). I think a lot of us disappointed in the way Juvia is handled so far will need it because let's be real here, Mashima will just have Gray return, give an apology, Juvia will be so happy and a fangirl again, and all will be forgiven.

Yeah, by what I gathered there are a lot of people wishing that.

It won’t happen, though, because Mashima insists in making Juvia so crazy in love with Gray that she just ignores his flaws. Which is kind of annoying. I mean, you can love someone completely and still fight with them about the right reasons. This situation between them needs very much so a serious talk, but it will most likely be smothered by Mashima again.

And yeah, I get it that their relationship is secondary but he gave us so much already… He could give us some good drama, right? Good drama pls I can’t take bad drama right now And even so, the fanfictions are here for us to exploit their love the best we can, right? LOL

If You Let Me Know… ~ Chapter Four

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Niall stares at me, his jaw half-dropped.

“Are you serious?” he says leaning to me.

I giggle and cover my mouth with my hands, nodding.

“I won’t be attending the University though” I explain, “I’m just doing a practical Erasmus”

“What does that mean?”

“It means from now until the end of the term, I will be doing practices at the University College of London’s Hospital in the afternoon. I have to go back to Spain on January to take my theoretical exams in my university”

“But… will you be staying in London?” Niall asks, his face still shocked.

“For the whole school year, yeah” I smile.

“FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL YEAR?” he repeats with a louder tone, making me laugh.

“Yes”

“No, fucking, way” he laughs and hugs me; “are you telling me you’re going to be with me for the whole year?”

“I’m telling you I’m going to be in London until June. I will have to go to Spain in January and I’ll be back in February if I pass all my exams on the first call until June again”

Niall silents for a couple of seconds. Then he chuckles nervously and hugs me tight.

“I take back what I said a couple of minutes ago!” he exclaims, “This is the best birthday surprise!”

I smile hugging him back. 

For some time, I’ve been afraid that he wouldn’t like the news. Because they mean a big change in our relationship. A huge change actually. But Niall doesn’t seem to bothered by it one single bit.

“So where are you staying? And what about your things? You can’t live a year with just that little suitcase!”

“Don’t worry” I calm him, “We’ll talk about all that in the morning, okay? The rest of my belongings are at Harry’s”

“Wait, did Harry know you were coming?”

“Well, I wanted to surprise you but somebody needed to know the truth” I giggle, “he’s been having an inner battle because I had completely forbidden him to tell you”

“Lucky bastard…” Niall jokes, hugging me tight.

I lean my head on his chest and we both fall asleep almost immediately.


When I wake up the next morning, Niall is not by my side, but I hear someone singing from somewhere in the house. I get up rubbing my eyes and follow the sound of his voice.

“Go back to the bedroom!” I hear him yelling from the kitchen before I’m even close to it.

How did he…?

I roll my eyes. Of course.

“Boo you and your stupid security cameras around the house!” I say.

I can hear Niall laughing out loud and I walk to the kitchen anyway.

“Someone’s in a good mood today” I greet hugging him from behind while he moves some bacon in a sizzling pan.

“No!” he pouts, “I told you to go back to bed!”

“Why?” I giggle taking a strawberry from a bowl that’s in the counter and putting it in my mouth; “Is someone coming over for breakfast?” I joke looking around, surprised by how much food there is.

“I wanted to have breakfast in bed” he says, “you know this is something I wouldn’t normally do so go back to bed”

I roll my eyes and walk back to the bedroom, waiting for him to arrive.

“Oh, great” Niall mutters sarcastically.

I open my eyes and realize I must have fallen asleep again.

“What? What is it?” I ask turning around to him.

“Seeing you like that makes me want to have you for breakfast” he says leaving the tray on the floor and crawling to me with a cheeky smile.

Long things short, we end up having our breakfast cold because Niall is still as hormonal as a thirteen year old and I… well, I just can’t resist him.

“Okay, so what’s the plan for today?” I ask taking the last sip of the orange juice.

“Oh shit” Niall exclaims sitting up and turning to me; “Derby is playing today. I had planned to go with me dad, Greg, Willie, Deo… the whole gang” he says.

“Don’t worry” I calm him.

“What did you want to do?”

“Well, I need to go and check the flat where I’ll be staying, and buy some furniture for it”

“Can’t we do that tomorrow?”

“Huh-huh” I answer, “tomorrow I need to build up the furniture and get everything ready. I start on Monday and I have the orientation course this weekend. It’s okay, I’ll ask one of the lads”

“Louis is in Doncaster, and Liam’s parents are in town today”

“Which leaves me with Zayn or Harry” I say dialing the first one’s number.

Unfortunately, he’s in Bradford with his family, so the only one available is Mr.Styles.

“Can you drive me to Harry’s before going to the match?” I ask Niall while we cook lunch.

“Tell him to come and get you” Niall answers, “you can leave all your belongings here and we can take them to your flat when you move there”

“Okay” I say, and procede to tell the exact same thing to Harry over the phone.

I hang up taking my hands to my head. 

I know this first weeks are going to be mad until everything is settled down: I have the orientation course, the practices start on Monday, I need to get my room ready and Oh! I have to call Val as well. I told her we’d grab a coffee or something as soon as I was settled. Which I am not yet.

“Hey” Niall walks by me and stops to give me a kiss on the cheek; “Everything is gonna be fine” he assures.

I smile and bury myself in his arms.

It’s one of the things I like most about Niall: he can tell how a person is just by looking at them. And not just that, he can also tell what the person needs: wether it’s a hug, a kiss or just to be left alone, he always does the right thing.

The doorbell brings me back to reality and I walk to the door to greet Deo, Willie and the rest of ‘Niall’s gang’.

Harry comes after lunch and leaves my trunk and other suitcase in the guests’ room.

“Off we go?” he asks as I say goodbye to the men and jump in his car.

“Talk to you later, little one” Niall kisses me goodbye as well.

“Bye, bye” I answer.

“Next stop: Ikea” Harry says starting the engine.

We spend most of the afternoon in the furniture maze walking up and down the bedroom section, looking for the perfect one.

“You know, Liam has texted me this morning asking if it was okay if we had a barbecue tomorrow night at Niall’s house before you leave”

I lift my gaze from a bunch of pillows to look at him.

“I should drop the news that I’m staying for the whole year” I chuckle, “But I really want to hang out with you guys. Tomorrow I wanted to build up whatever I buy today and get the flat ready. Oh! And the 5SOS boys invited us to their concert at the O2” I remember, “But we can fit the barbecue sometime around noon. And I think my roommates are also arriving sometime tomorrow”

“Busy day” Harry chuckles too, “Doctors as well?” he wants to know.

“I have no idea. I don’t know where they come from or what they’re studying. I don’t even know their names!” I say, “the only thing I know is there’s a girl who is two years younger and a boy that has my age”

“Cool then” Harry says putting the pillow I’m handing him on the trolley and following me up the stairs.

“Do you miss it?” I say some minutes later turning to him.

“What?”

“You know, doing stuff like this: studying abroad, having a university life…”

Harry silences for a couple of seconds.

“Nah” he finally answers, “I won’t say there aren’t times when I think about what my life would have been like if I had gone to university… but I wouldn’t change the life I have right now” he smiles as a girl a couple of feet away from us gasps and comes to us with a shy smile.

“Hi, can I have a picture, please?” she asks.

“Sure” Harry smiles and poses with her.

I smile looking at Harry. It’s pretty weird to think I now see him as a friend but to almost the rest of world he’s still the boy from One Direction.

The girl thanks him a million times and leaves. We get a couple of stares from people who think the guy’s face looks familiar, but can’t really tell where they’ve seen it before.

Some hours later I’ve got all my bedroom furniture and we drive back to London, to the flat I will be staying for the next ten months.

It’s quite a big flat for being a student-rented one: three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a sitting room with an attached kitchen. It has two levels but it’s not a duplex though.

“This is cool” Harry says helping me entering the boxes containing the Brusali, Pax and other Swedish names.

“It is” I agree looking around at what will be my bedroom.

The boy we’ll be staying with gets the bigger bedroom because it’s the one that has the bathroom attached. Unfair, but what are you gonna do?

“I like the colour on the walls” Harry says.

“Yeah, so do I. I was afraid they were gonna be awful and I would have to fill them with One Direction posters” I joke looking at the light creamy grey that fills the walls.

Harry laughs and puts down the last box.

“You think the boys will be up to help me build everything tomorrow before the barbecue?” I ask turning to Harry.

He pouts his lips to the side and nods.

“Yeah, I think they will”

And it is definitely the worst idea I could have come up with.

dustseeing okee, let’s watch star wars episode one. just…

It’s partly because he’s a Stepin Fetchit caricature, in a film packed full of WWII racial stereotypes (Manchuria/Abyssinia Crisis) And partly (and I say this tongue in cheek) because Star Wars is Serious Business, and slapstick has no place here.

I have to admit, I have no clue what the first part of this means. (I was like, 12 when I watched that movie…).

But… rewatching it, I still kinda like Jar Jar Binks. He’s funny. *embarrassed shrug*

Okay, so a number of you who have been following me for several months or longer may recall that I have some anxiety issues among some other issues. Unfortunately these can greatly impact my heart health and often do. They’re also very easy to trigger which brings me to my next point.

Some one very near and dear to me, in fact, the most important person I have ever had in my life, is going through some very serious pain and some very dangerous health issues. There will be doctors appointments, a surgery and some healing time where I will need to be 100% level-headed and physically healthy to take care of them. This includes from right now because I need to be here for them if anything happens.

This means I will be here to answer asks/messages on and off but I’ll likely avoid anything that can trigger that anxiety and lets face it Tumblr is full of anxiety inducing things.

Just a heads up. In the meantime, I hope all the best for all of you.

anonymous asked:

Hey here is a taurus guy he jokes around with that serious facial expression:v and teases me a loott, what do you think that means? Is that an actual taurus behavior cuz I don't see that he does the same with others, I'm a Scorpio:D

Well it could mean hes flirting with you or it could mean hes comfortable with you. It is a Taurus behavior! They have a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor and you’re right they’re not like that with everyone. They only let their close friends or people they like see their goofy side. 

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Zach: So, what seems to be the problem?

Star: Oh man…I thought only doctors on TV said that.

Zach: I’m trying to be funny here.  You know, so you won’t be so tense. Let me take your temperature, and then we can talk about how Sky managed to convince you to come to the hospital, okay?

Star: Okay.

Zach: Hmm…looks like your temperature’s elevated.

Star: That means a fever, right?

Zach: Yeah.  Can you tell me how you’re feeling?

Star: My throat really hurts and I have a headache.

Zach: Okay. I’m going to check your ears and throat.  Your eyes, too, just to be on the safe side.

Star: Do you think it’s anything serious?

Zach:  I’m going to take this sample to the lab.  We should know really soon.

elderwandskeeper asked:

☯ + molly being like 'DONT TOUCH MY DAUGHTER YOU BITCH'

Send me ‘☯ + a scene from my characters canon’ and I will drabble it from my character’s POV.

       SHE DISSOLVES. her blood cries for war && battle,  blood of others to 
          satisfy her, and with the howl she becomes a storm, howling darkness with
          curses  breaking like  lightning, a cackle like  thunder while she is there, one 
          against three and there could be more.   she would fight the world at such
          moments, everyone in her way,  a wildfire at midnight with the wind howling
          to keep it ablaze. NOTHING in her way to stop her.   the cold hatred on her
          master’s face found a flaming twin on hers.      almost, almost did her curse 
          found the traitor’s heart. A S C R E A M.

                           ❛ NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH. ❜

          she spun, away from the blonde, away from all of them to stare,    find who 
          said this. a woman,   rolling through the crowds, face red & puffing.  like an
          overfed HEN, maybe, flattering her useless wings at the grinning fox. if she
          was so eager to DIE,  let her, let her run into her mouth  & let her daughter
          watch. she would be next. 
ALL OF THEM. Spellscurses fell around
          her in their deadly dance, and her laughter ebbed to a grim snarl while her
          words were thrown like daggers at her.    ( i will kill you / kill your children / everything  )

Homestuck: 22nd april update/upd8 rant.

You know what, I like Homestuck. So why am I pissed by its currently most recent update that came out 22nd of April 2015?

Out of all the updates, this should have cheered me up. It was a feel good update with excellent art and everything, so why do I hate this update?

Lets get this clear, when I mean pissed I do not mean serious anger, I mean more like annoyed and frustrated with some low underlying anger, but nothing truly enough to get me to yell or anything like that. Of what I can word and have so far realized and been able to put to words it is mainly because of four reasons. 

One, I hate it basically implied “If only Vriska had been alive everything would have gone great”, I like the character of Vriska, both prior and after her major development, but here is the thing, SHE WOULDN’T HAVE MADE THAT BIG OF A DIFFERENCE. Lets start with that in this case, this version of Vriska, is not the same Vriska as we had, this is Vriska missing all the development she got after her death, her main character development moment she had before her death was killing Tavros and feeling regret over it, and before you say “well she changed after that”, she came with terms with it to some point, but remember she tried to continue acting like her old self even after her death when in front of the group of others that had died. Which reminds me, FIVE OF THEIR FRIENDS STILL FUCKING DIED, but apparently only Vriska’s mattered. I mean, seriously, what the hell? Sure, Vriska’s death had the biggest effect on Terezi of all the deaths but what about all the others? Karkat should still have a lot of self hate and loathing over the deaths of Feferi (which happened right fucking in front of him, along with what he thought was the death of Kanaya at the time and Sollux being seriously injured), the death of Eridan (an individual Karkat had been trying to help but failed and blames himself for), the death of both Nepeta and Equius (which happened because of Gamzee which regardless of any theories you have for why Gamzee did it Karkat did blame himself for Gamzee going psycho), and Tavros, which reminds me, we see no evidence Vriska ever struggling with the fact she killed Tavros in that update, despite the fact that she struggled and felt horrible for killing him when she talked to John about it. 

The next thing is, why the fuck are Karkat and Dave more friendly with each other now? Seriously, what exactly changed this with Vriska being around? Sure Karkat and Dave were bros, but they still had some aggression towards each other, and the introduction of Vriska shouldn’t change that, their aggression and hostility mostly came from their personalities and that they both were interested in Terezi. 

Then there is the thing that this is a super huge motherfucking retcon, remember guys, this retcons stuff all from the ending of chapter five and onward. Hussie may have done retcons before, but never to this amount. Before his retcons were usually silly or unmajor things like that hand thing in some panels, but this retcon literally erases and replaces three years in story with this single update, which just magnify the previously mentioned issues I have.

And fourth and final problem, all of it is put in a happy feel good update with very good art. That does not sound bad at first until you realize that this gives me serious conflicting feelings over it, and worse yet, after having thought about it with mainly those first two points it ends up feeling like it is unearned, undeserving or even lazy.

I am sorry for all of you that liked the update and would like me to like it as well, I hope you are able to enjoy it, but I simply can’t enjoy it because of these reasons. Sorry about the rant, I think this is my first rant on Tumblr (and possibly gonna be my only one).

anonymous asked:

What did Prithvi's wife do? (regarding one of your tags) Also, your blog is Malayali heaven <3

This was asked by two other people so I’ll just answer all 3 here:

let’s just say that it took a long time and a lot of skillfully done movies to live down the title of ‘the only South Indian actor who can speak English well’. I mean jokes apart I think the interview as a whole made him seem a bit up-himself, even though I personally think that to handle someone like Brittas and still be so frank and clear is admirable. 

i dont care what nolan says or what anybody else says, i dont think that emily loves jack. i think she was always in love with the idea of him… and they had that little bit of chemistry… but they dont really love each other. i’m glad jack finally let go. it was seriously unhealthy for him to want her for so long.

and here comes my emotional thoughts. EMILY DOESNT LOVE JACK. SHE DOESNT LOVE BEN. SHE DOESNT WANT TO BE WITH ANYBODY BUT AIDEN. SHE WANTS AIDEN. SHE MISSES HIM. SHE CANT THINK OF ANYTHING SERIOUS. BECAUSE HER TRUE LOVE IS DEAD. I MEAN. HE JUST DIED. HOW COULD ANYONE EVER THINK THAT SHES OKAY? THE MAN THAT SHE WAS GOING TO SPEND THE REST OF HER LIFE WITH IS GONE. SHES NOT READY TO BE WITH ANYONE?!??? JFC.